work: a little venting

This afternoon may be the most frustrated I’ve ever felt with this job. It’s not one thing, it’s a combination of a whole lot of stuff that seems to keep getting more crap added to it and all the while the dam is getting ready to burst. I normally don’t blog about the office because I’m sure that co-workers beyond the ones I know about read the entries and I have no desire to let my non-anonymous blog turn into office rants.

Today tho… is just one of those days. Kris often asks me, in a supportive fashion, when I’m going to quit this place and move on. After 4 years, just over ½ the time spent at my last job before they laid me off, I’m starting to ask myself the same thing more and more. I love what I do, I really like some of my co-workers and clients, but the working environment and the constant lack or rewriting of procedure here is really getting to me. What used to be simple processes have gotten needlessly complicated due to too many cooks, requirements, appointees, boxes to tick, ladder climbers, etc. It’s hard not to be more than a little fed up.

They should give you one of those little Pop-o-Matic bubbles at your desk. Every time you’re feeling a bit overwhelmed, you just smack that sucker a half-dozen times and I guarantee you’d feel relieved. Might be hard to work with an office full of people doing that, though.